The call was cut.

Lin Xue lowered her wrist. Her gaze swept over the people in the lab, each with a different expression on their face, before finally settling on Chen Kai.

The exhaustion on her face vanished, replaced by an undeniable calm.

"This meeting is over."

"Engineer Lin!"

Chen Kai’s face fell.

"Chief Engineer Wang’s theory is the most reliable..."

"I’ll consider it."

Lin Xue cut him off coolly. She turned and walked straight toward the laboratory doors without a moment’s hesitation.

"You..."

Chen Kai’s face turned livid.

He stared at Lin Xue’s retreating back, about to explode with rage.

’Just keep pretending!’

’Let’s see how long you can keep up this act!’

’Without your mentor backing you, you think a wet-behind-the-ears little girl like you can lead the Su Family’s project all by yourself?’

’This project will be mine, sooner or later!’

Inside the laboratory, the other researchers exchanged glances, completely baffled by what the young chief designer was up to.

Meanwhile, Lin Xue had already strode out of the laboratory. She stood by the door, seemingly waiting for someone.

Soon, Zhao Yu appeared at the end of the corridor, accompanied by a young man in the uniform of a C Level Technician.

Lin Xue’s gaze immediately locked onto Han Feng.

’He’s very young.’

’His eyes are as calm as a deep pool of water.’

’Just standing there, he exuded a sharpness that hadn’t been fully contained, like a newly honed blade.’

"Engineer Zhao! You’re finally here!"

Lin Xue hurried to greet them, her exhausted face finally breaking into a sincere smile.

She extended her hand to Han Feng.

"You must be Han Feng? Engineer Zhao was just singing your praises on the call."

Her demeanor was humble and her words were polite, even carrying a certain weight.

She knew Zhao Yu’s personality all too well. He was a man of action who never wasted a single word.

For him to recommend someone with such fervent praise, that person had to be extraordinarily skilled.

"Engineer Lin."

Han Feng shook her hand, his reply brief.

Lin Xue withdrew her hand and immediately pressed him.

"I heard from Engineer Zhao that you identified the resonance issue with the Falcon Third Generation after just one flight in the cockpit?"

Zhao Yu, standing to the side, chimed in with a proud smile.

"He did more than just find it; he proposed the solution, too."

"I’m telling you, this kid is a monster, born to solve impossible problems."

He was unabashedly vouching for Han Feng.

He wanted Lin Xue and everyone in the design department to understand that he hadn’t brought some ordinary technician, but a trump card that could decide the outcome.

The anticipation in Lin Xue’s eyes grew even more intense.

Right now, she needed just such a "monster."

"Well now, Engineer Lin, and who is this?"

A voice cut in.

Chen Kai walked over with his trademark phony smile.

His gaze lingered for a moment on Han Feng’s C Level Technician uniform, a flicker of contempt flashing in his eyes before vanishing.

"Judging by the uniform, you must be one of the junior techs from maintenance?"

"So, a problem that our department’s finest minds can’t solve now requires us to bring in a ’plane mechanic’ for guidance?"

His words were laced with scorn, and the expressions of the few researchers nearby immediately turned awkward.

Zhao Yu’s face immediately darkened.

"Chen Kai."

But Lin Xue spoke first, her voice icy.

"It’s not your place to comment on who I bring in to assist with this project."

"Since you’re just here to oversee things, do me a favor and stand back. Just watch, and don’t get in our way."

Lin Xue’s words, sharp as a knife, made Chen Kai’s face flash from pale to red.

"You..."

"You what?"

Lin Xue’s eyes turned cold.

"Or do you want to call Miss Su right now and tell her you intend to use your mentor’s conservative ’Matrix Diversion’ solution to overturn the ’Dynamic Resonance’ architecture that she personally green-lit?"

Chen Kai was struck dumb.

He might dare to undermine Lin Xue behind the scenes, but he absolutely lacked the courage to challenge a decision made by Su Muxue herself.

Not bothering to spare him another glance, Lin Xue led Han Feng and Zhao Yu to the center of the laboratory. She pointed to the Night Falcon fighter—jet-black, with sleek, deadly lines.

"You should already be aware of the problem."

Lin Xue’s tone returned to the professionalism and efficiency of a chief designer.

"During continuous high-G maneuvers exceeding eleven Gs, the airframe experiences unpredictable, violent shaking, and the Energy drain rate spikes by fifteen percent instantly."

She pointed to a flashing red warning area on the fighter’s holographic model.

"All ground-based diagnostics have failed."

"So, this time, we’re counting on you."

All eyes in the laboratory focused on Han Feng.

Some were curious, some were scrutinizing, but most were just waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

A C Level Technician, solving a top-tier problem that dozens of A Level Researchers were helpless against?

Utterly preposterous.

Ignoring the stares, Han Feng calmly walked over to the actual Night Falcon fighter.

He gently placed his palm on the Night Falcon’s cold, black airframe.

He could feel a fine, granular texture at his fingertips—some kind of High Tier, radar-absorbent coating.

Almost at the same time, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Detected Upper Grade Magical Artifact ’Night Falcon’ (incomplete)]

[Establishing Spiritual Link...]

[Link established! Current synchronization rate: 15%]

As the system prompt faded, the Spiritual Vision Talent quietly activated.

His vision, once dark, was instantly illuminated by endless streams of light!

Countless complex lines unfolded before Han Feng’s eyes.

Pale blue Spiritual Energy Circuits spread to every corner of the airframe.

Shimmering golden Rune nodes marked the locations of critical Energy hubs.

It was a work of art.

Physically, it was flawless.

Han Feng’s "vision" traced the main energy conduits, inspecting them one by one.

From the Energy Gathering core, through the main control hub, branching out to the energy lines in the wings, and then flowing back to the propulsion array at the tail exhaust.

One pass.

Two passes.

The flow was smooth, with no blockages or breaks.

All the Runes were operating normally.

Han Feng slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his hand.

"Well?"

Lin Xue’s voice rang out instantly. She was leaning forward slightly, a small detail that betrayed her desperation.

Han Feng shook his head.

"The physical structure is flawless."

"Ha!"

Chen Kai, standing a short distance away, let out a scoff he couldn’t hold back.

"See? I told you, Engineer Lin. You’re getting desperate and clutching at straws."

"How could a complex energetics problem like this possibly be solved by an outsider just by laying hands on it a couple of times?"

He turned to his colleagues beside him and threw up his hands. His voice wasn’t loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear.

"Are we supposed to solve a problem that couldn’t even be predicted by theoretical models with a ’feeling’?"

"That’s just completely unscientific."

More than a few researchers showed looks of agreement.

Lin Xue’s gaze went cold. She shot Chen Kai a venomous glare before turning back to the unperturbed Han Feng and pressing him for more.

"What do you mean?"

Ignoring Chen Kai’s heckling, Han Feng spoke calmly to Lin Xue.

"The problem isn’t with the physical structure. It must be in the dynamic process of the Energy Flow."

"I need to start the engine. I have to feel the state of the Energy once it actually ’comes alive’ inside the airframe."

"Start the engine?"

Chen Kai reacted as if he’d just heard the joke of the century, his voice rising.

"Kid, do you even know the rules?"

"Every single static engine test has to be officially logged. They burn high-purity Spiritual Power fuel, and that costs an astronomical number of Contribution Points!"

"You think this is your maintenance department fixing tractors, where you can just start the engine whenever you feel like it?"

On the surface, his words were directed at Han Feng, but he was actually accusing Lin Xue of messing around—wasting the project’s valuable resources to let an outsider "get some practice."

Lin Xue, however, just shot him a cold glance.

She turned and tapped a few commands into her personal terminal.

Then, she looked up, her voice ringing through the laboratory with undeniable authority.

"All stations, prepare for a First Level ignition test!"

"Raise the Energy shields! Ventilation system to maximum!"

"All personnel, fall back behind the safety line!"

The surrounding researchers froze for a second, but then immediately sprang into action.

Chen Kai’s face instantly flushed a deep, purplish red.

Lin Xue was completely ignoring him, treating him as if he were thin air!

He looked at Lin Xue and Han Feng, and a mirthless laugh escaped him, born from sheer fury.

’Fine. I’ll just watch your little show.’

’Let’s just see what kind of tricks this little greenhorn and her C Level Technician plane mechanic can pull!’

Soon, the vast, circular laboratory was empty save for Han Feng, Lin Xue, Zhao Yu, and a few core researchers from the engine team.

Red warning lights flashed silently.

Heavy, blast-proof glass walls rose slowly, completely sealing off the fighter jet’s section of the lab.

"Ready for power-up."

"Starting fuel pumps."

"Spiritual Pressure stable. Ignite!"

ROAR—!!!

With a deep roar, the black beast awakened!

Eerie blue flames erupted from the exhaust, and the entire laboratory floor began to tremble violently!

Even through the thick, soundproof glass and the Energy shield, the terrifying sonic waves became a tangible pressure that made one’s chest tighten.

Inside the quarantine zone, the violent airflow became a raging, roaring hurricane.

Han Feng didn’t back down.

He stood less than two meters away from the fighter jet.

His gray jumpsuit whipped and snapped in the gale.

Bracing against the searing heatwave and terrifying pressure that washed over him, he reached out once more and placed his hand on the ceaselessly vibrating airframe.

This time, the feeling was completely different.

If the fighter jet from moments ago had been a cold corpse...

...then now, it was alive!

Vast torrents of Energy, like a river bursting its dam, surged wildly through the "meridians" inside the airframe.

Han Feng closed his eyes.

Spiritual Vision, activated at full power.

[Spiritual Link—Deep Synchronization!]